Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for October 09, 2022

Just call Bob a beta cuck and watch the tears flow.

If Bob carries a thermometer with him, I’m sure Rat can suggest a place for him to keep it.

“… and mock his beard.”

Even worse review of Bob Johnson: He’s still wearing the same clothes and beard from the 1980s.

Was Rat a nice guy before he started working at Joe’s Roastery?

Maybe the internet complaints is to blame for the latte temperature being off.

Poor Joe

Customers are so entitled.

I have only given one review on line. That is all.

Don’t like the business? Don’t go there.

There is a little bit of Rat in all us, and I don’t mean in bodily openings.

By cussing each other out. It seems that Bobs are the Karens of this strip

There’s several differences between the 2 types of thermometers. For example, one of them tastes like crap when you’re done using it.

If you got your latte at the precise temperature you specified, would it still be there when you returned to your table? And for how much of your latte drinking session would it remain there?

Sending the link to my brother, Bob Johnson. This is what we little sisters live for!!

Yelpers: Self-Righteous idiots with WAY too much time on their hands.

Oh to live in a world where customer service employees could review customers…

Karens would get so many 0-star reviews.

He complains about the taste difference brewing temperature makes when they are using city water.

This just goes to show how damaging the internet can be….

Stupid hipsters.

Lousy food and service got your business closed. Old fashioned way to deal with it …

Get a cat to show Rat the what-for, that’ll change his tune and give the guy another latte at the temperature he wants.

We functioned much better without the internet, at least more civil.

Internet reviews are either “one star” with some trivial complaint, or “5 stars” because the place is actually open and provides the expected service.

Well, ANYONE who spends $5 for a cup of coffee is a moron anyway…

Don’t you hate it when your hot coffee cools off as you drink it. MANAGER!

People who confuse fahrenheit with centigrade will begin to agree just as soon as our (US) Political Parties. Democracy bah, Republic bah, they’re all Munchkin Caesar wannabes.

today’s strip re-inforces an oldfart’s lifelong choice to shun mobiles, thanks SP

hashtag Go Me

Today’s strip gives the term roastery a different context.

In a restaurant I worked at 45 years ago we had a customer from hell who came in every day. One day he told our manager he was going to tell all his employees not to eat at our restaurant. Our manager told him he would tell all his friends in the restaurant business not to serve him.

Karen: “I want to see the/your Manager!”

I’m confused… I thought Bob was the bicyclist?

Go Rat! Destroy him and his specific temperature!!!

I only wrote a review on Yelp once (~2016 or so), when my credit card got charged both for my meal and someone else’s, and the manager was being a jerk about it and slow to credit my card. I warned him I would take it up with my credit card company and that not only would I win, it would end up costing him even more because businesses get charged a fee whenever there’s a charge dispute like that.

I did remove the review once the matter was resolved in my favor. For what it’s worth, the food was really good. ’Twas Lucharitos in Greenport, NY.

How did we get along without the Internet? For one thing, we actually for the most part made the effort to get along with each other. Every little trivial slight was not viewed as a crime against humanity.

Rat has said it, and it’s the truth!.

Customer Bob, otherwise known as Redbeard the Critic, had best watch his six….

Every drink loses temperature once the liquid is pours. Rat can say it at one time was that temperature.

And when did we start drinking lattes and being so fussy about everything?

If you’re that picky about the temperature your drink is, make it yourself.

I remember reading the newspaper to see what the movie critics thought of the movies playing in the local theaters. Then we’d watch the ones they didn’t like, because they were, usually, more fun!